Again, Again and Again
night blooming jasmine wafts gently along the winds of change
fragranced, clinging to the repose of insatiable curiosity
she remained, unperturbed by those around her
no was never no, only a two letter word expelled effortlessly
setting sail for distant lands unfettered by convenience
sights soaring beyond any thoughts imagined once
before she could invite herself into something new
now she belongs, so she says, self selected so
she says lots of things, some of it unclear whether she
really knows much of anything or whether the weather
will change with the winds of change...anticipatory
she clings to her hopes of newness compounded by
other things in her life...always seeking, sometimes
remembering what this is all about, she peeks from
circles in motion, again and again and again.
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